She didn't know how they found themselves here, tonight, but it seems that neither cared.
It was warm outside and full of stars.
She looked at Naruto, thinking he fell asleep. It was about ten minutes since he said something.
She smiled a small smile, when she caught his big blue eyes looking at her, from the side.
They were exhausted. They trained together for hours before they just fell on the grass, here on a small hill, far away from their training grounds. It has been awhile since she had a good training session with him, their shinobi duties keeping them apart. She missed this.
The comfortable silence stretched on, reaching the night sky, they were looking at.
She loved and hated these nights.
They were the nights when she could look back at every step they took to get where they were. How much they grew up. How much progress they made. How much they learned.
At the same time she could remember the mistakes, the wrong decisions, the people who were gone.
A breeze ruffled her pink hair, and she sighed.
She looked to her side, again. His gaze was fixed up, a thoughtful expression on his face.
She couldn't help but remember a night much like this one, many years ago.
It was as dark as tonight, the field was as green as this one. Three bodies laying in the soft grass, breathing the fresh air.
She felt alive that night.
Locked between the two boys, like being trapped between two kinds of love, the light and the dark, the dreams and the promises.
In that moment, when she didn't sleep, but she wasn't quite awake, her arms reached up. She felt like she could touch the stars. She reached and clutched handfuls of the night and closed her eyes. Her hands were digging into each other as she felt like she could feel her dreams slowly lie down on her heart, with whispers of love, heartache, breathing and life.
She pushed herself closer between them and wished with all her heart that it was forever. This, whatever it was, was dysfunctional, annoying and beautiful at the age of twelve when she felt like she knew everything, but knew nothing.
She blinked and brought her self back to the present.
She still doesn't know anything, but she is learning.
Learning and hoping and missing.
She missed the third piece of the puzzle. She missed his shadow next to theirs in the hot Konoha afternoons, when they would hurry home after missions. She missed his and Naruto's fighting and bickering, she missed the boy with shadows in his eyes and the scowl on his face, with promises to keep and strength to gain.
And Naruto did too. She saw his head bow down at the mention of his name. Saw the determination that would light up his face.
"Sakura-chan, we will get him back, you'll see, he can't hide forever, that bastard."
He knew her too well.
"Yeah". She smiled at him.
But sometimes she wondered. Were some people too far gone?
Were their worlds too far apart? She thinks of blood, tears and broken glass and red, red eyes.
He's so far away. He could have forgotten. Forgotten the bridges, the streets, the training grounds, the ramen stands. He could have forgotten their names, their faces, their memories.
But God she missed him.
And that had to count, even a little bit, right?
They shared the same sky. Maybe he was looking at it too, now. Maybe he remembered something. Maybe he felt a strange sort of deja-vu, when blonde and pink popped into his mind.
..Maybe...
Her hand reached for Naruto's and he responded by gripping her hand tightly and scooting closer to her.
Her other arm, lifted, reached up, up, into the sky, hoping, asking, whishing.
Just a drabble, it was in my head for a long time now.
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